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Determination

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The smells of butterscotch and cinnamon surround me. I open my eyes to a dark room.

 Someone put me in a bed... in the dark, I see the outline of a wardrobe, a toy box, and a chest of drawers with a lamp on top.

I climb out of bed awkwardly. My arm feels numb, and heavy... I look over to see it enveloped in a strange, glowing green glass, like a cast. It seems to hum. My bone's been set and the skin is nearly seamless. 

I look at it for a minute or two, then look around the room.

Nothing important. I walk to the door and look out. The delicious smell gets stronger...

I find myself walking out into the hall, past some stairs going down and into another room with a merry fire and a table. Asriel and his... parents? are sitting there. An enormous pie sits in the middle of the table. The one in the apron smiles.

"You are awake, my child? Do not be afraid. I am Toriel, mother of Asriel." Her voice is exactly what I'd expect a mother to sound like... soothing and almost musical. She waves a hand and the humming green... stuff... around my arm fades into nothing.

The other, much larger goat monster smiles... the one who had been holding a golden flower before. His voice is deep and... almost royal... but soothing. "Human! It is nice to see you up and around. I am Asgore, King of the monsters. And this is my wife and child."

I froze.

King.

The monsters have a king? And families?

Asriel gets up and leads me to the extra chair, supporting me. Like I need to be supported. I pull my arm away and sit down. 

My stomach immediately growls. Asgore laughs, a booming, hearty laugh. "Go ahead, small one. Help yourself." He picks up a knife and cuts into it, serving me a large piece before serving himself and the others. I eat slowly, my gaze being repeatedly drawn to the knife.

Asgore seems to notice, and mistakes it for fear of the weapon. As soon as Asriel and Toriel serve themselves, he brings the knife into the kitchen. They all begin to eat when he comes back.

This is almost surreal. This is... almost like I'm part of the family.

I let myself smile a little.

But.

But...

I can't get my mind off of that knife.

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